Tacoman's agency

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They pull up to an old Chinese restaurant

"Oh cool, is this Chinese restaurant a front for your hero agency!" Ronnie says with excitement in his voice. Thinking to himself. "Wow, I finally get to be a hero and work at an agency!"

Tacoman puts the car in park. "No, we just work out of the basement. Miss Wu is awesome! She let us rent out the room for practically nothing and we get a ten percent discount on food"

They open the door to the Chinese restaurant and you hear a bell ring as they open the door. There is a man sitting behind the counter and an older woman in the back cleaning a table.

"Hey Miss Wu hay Shinji." He also tries to say something in Chinese. Tacoman says excitedly waving to the two of them.

"How many times do I have to tell you my name's not Shinji, it's Dave." Says the younger gentleman behind the counter, looking irritated at them.

Miss Wu interrupts, yelling across the restaurant. "Do you have my money? You're three months behind on rent! For that pigsty, you call an agency or office. whatever you do and you need to clean it up, it is starting to stink up my restaurant."

Tacoman says frantically, pointing to the back room. "Quickly to my office!"

"Is it an office if you live there?" Dave says, trying not to laugh.

Tacoman gets right in Dave's face, pointing at him. "Look, I don't know what you did with Shinji! But I will find out what you've done and bring Shinji back!" Walking away backward doing the got my eyes on you hand Signal.

As Tacoman and Ronnie go to the backroom, Miss Wu yells. "Bring me my rent by the end of the week and stop trying to speak Chinese!"

They go into the basement. Ronnie sees a table and chairs, couch, TV, a kitchen, and a few cots. It is very much lived in. There is a mess everywhere, empty wrappers and clothes all over the room. It's not filthy, but you can tell they don't clean up a lot. "STEVEN! Come here and meet our new recruit!" Tacoman calls out, cupping his hands around his mouth.

You see someone sitting up from the couch turning his head, looking over at the door. "oh hey boss I didn't hear you come in." He is speaking with a congested voice. He has a metal plate on his forehead that goes to the back of his head kind of looks like a mohawk. There's some engine/rocket booster on the back of his head.

"Who is this guy? A witness, maybe he's a major villain that you captured!" Steven says, pointing at Ronnie.

Tacoman puts his arm around Ronnie. "No, I just hit him with my car earlier."

Steven placed his hands on his head, looking very freaked out. "WHAT!!!"

Steven put his head in his hands, saying with distress. "We can't afford this right now. Our insurance is going to go through the roof! We're going to lose everything!"

"Don't worry, he's going to work for us to pay us back. He's our new sidekick!" Tacoman said excitedly with his arm still around Ronnie.

Ronnie hits Tacoman's arm away. squinting his eyes, saying with a concerning voice. "I don't remember agreeing to that. I'm pretty sure the accident was your fault."

"Don't worry, we can work this out later." Tacoman said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I should have known the great Tacoman had everything figured out," Steven said, smiling.

"What a minute Tacoman. We don't need another person. We handle crises just fine on our own. Like that time you locked yourself in your car. Or that time we beat up a gang of midgets. all wearing uniforms carrying bats, led by one older fat guy with a whistle around his neck!" Steven said aggressively.

"No, I know what is happening. You are going to replace me with this guy," Steven said, on the edge of tears.

Tacoman puts his head down. "everything you just stated is true. We overcame impossible odds and I could never replace you." Putting his hand on Steven's shoulder. "But when you hear about our new sidekick." Throw his hand up in the air with a spotlight and fire appearing behind him. He is holding a microphone in his other hand. "You will be begging for him to join our team. Now let me introduce our new sidekick!" Tacoman begins to point at Ronnie. Ronnie and Steven sitting in chairs beside each other Steven is looking like an excited little kid on the edge of his seat.

Tacoman starts talking like a game show host. "Let me introduce our new sidekick. Ronnie, but to the rest of the world, he goes by Armor Lock. He is 20 years old and has low self-esteem, but he wants to help anyone he can. His ability is he can make a force field appear around his body that makes him invulnerable. But there's a catch. He cannot move while it's activated. He may not be able to control it yet, but he has the spirit of a hero. "

Ronnie interrupts Tacoman "how did you get all my information? I didn't even tell you half of that?"

Steven shouting "don't interrupt in the middle of his show!" hitting Ronnie on the back of his head

Tacoman cleared his throat "like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted. My number two in command is Steven. hero name Hammerhead Steven power hammerhead. He is 17 years old, and he's very loyal to his leading officer Tacoman which he looks up to like a father figure. He has a metal plate on his head with a rocket booster in the back of the skull. fun fact whenever he sneezes. the rocket booster goes off automatically and he has horrible allergies, so that happens quite often." Pointing at a hole in the wall and a hole in the table.

"And now for our leader, me Tacoman. hero name Tacoman. Hero row rink 322,839. Power BADASS! Personality, well, you all know who Tacoman is."

"I didn't know who you were until today." Ronnie thinking to himself.

"Now that introductions are out of the way we can begin the fun stuff." Tacoman rubbing his hands together menacingly. "Let's begin your hero training. Steven, let's show him our Training Method, shall we?"

"Training Method. What training method? We've never trained before." Steven Whispering quietly to Tacoman.

"Follow my lead, first we need to tie him down" Tacoman whispered.

Tacoman and Steven begin to tie Ronnie to the chair.

"What the hell is going on here? Why are you tying me up!" Ronnie saying very concerned.

He is tied to the chair with a stupid amount of rope, (like you would see in a cartoon.)

Tacoman starts running into the kitchen saying. "We're about to test your stamina along with reaction time. Using your ability will teach you how to activate it. Without being in stressful situations. So we will be putting you in stressful situations."

"That doesn't make any sense? how are you going to train me not to be stressed when you're making me stressed!?" Ronnie said in a concerned and confused voice.

"Don't worry it is all a part of the process. Steven, come here and grab this." Tacoman yelling from across the room from the closet.

Tacoman and Steven are walking toward Ronnie tied to the chair. Steven is holding a power drill. Tacoman has a giant knife! "All right, we're going to test your abilities."

A week later

Tacoman standing over Ronnie Holding a broken knife throws it in the corner of the room. It lands on a pile of broken knives. Ronnie is tied to a chair out of breath, his head hungover.

"That was a good week of training. Are you ok kid?" Tacoman says, tilting his head.

"You better run once you untie me. You call this training. Are you crazy!?" Ronnie, with his head hungover, says full of hatred.

"A villain is robbing the bank!" Steven barges into the room.

Tacoman places his hand on Ronnie's shoulder "all right kid let's see what you can do. Put this on. We can't have you walking around in normal clothes." Handing Ronnie his first hero outfit. Ronnie puts on the outfit. He notices it is just a white T-shirt with a target on the chest that looks like it was drawn on with a marker. "Is this a joke? It's just a normal t-shirt that you drew on."

"This is not just a normal t-shirt. It was custom-made to draw the enemy's fire! That way, they're shooting at you while we move in to apprehend the villains. See, it is all a part of my strategy." Tacoman tightening his gloves looking cool.

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